racing through the garden
carried by the wind
columbine’s wild flames

Just After The Sun Rose

a fairy
flew by
trailing magic

They Are Dancing

from the bench
we watch
firefly flowers

In This Liminal Time

each morning
with the flowers
sweet dreams linger


from chilly nights
dew and disintegration

Set Upon By The Sun

joyful sparks
in Nonnie’s garden
columbine catch fire

Columbine Consecration

garden prayers
in the morning light
a flowering devotion

Wild Fire

deep in the shade
wild columbine’s
embers burn